Love Guide for Childhood Sweethearts

"Then we'll play 'Market', the theme song from Drunken Fist. The tune is very cheerful and lively, with a traditional Chinese style and a sense of everyday life, which is very relatable to local people." Lin Jingzhe's eyes, like glass beads, rolled around as he thought seriously and said, "Who among the common people doesn't go to the market?"

"Drunken Fist?" Zina blinked at her, then suddenly widened her eyes and said, "It's the male protagonist riding a bicycle to the market to buy vegetables."

"That's right." Lin Jingzhe looked at them with his deep and penetrating peach blossom eyes and said, with a raised eyebrow, he looked at Coach Zhu and said, "This is a movie, not a TV series."

"You!" Zhu Youlin looked at her lovingly, shook her head and laughed.

"This belongs to all Hong Kong people, not just a few wealthy people and celebrities. They are more concerned about the prices of vegetables, meat, eggs and milk." Lin Jingzhe's dark brown eyes flickered as he looked at her and said, "No matter what kind of product it is, it's useless to talk about it in a fancy way. The price will always move people's hearts."

"Yeah!" Zina nodded vigorously. "The food here is so expensive, and their service attitude is not good. It feels like we owe them something, and their faces are so long."

"It feels like I'm paying for trouble." Lian Ximei shook her head like a rattle. "I wouldn't spend money to travel alone anyway."

"Isn't it said that customers are God? Why are you treating our bread and butter like this?" Ye Zhenzhen looked at them dimly with her fox eyes.

"Foreigners are their bread and butter, but we are not." Lin Jingzhe said with frost in his eyes.

"I've strayed off topic. Jingzhe will play 'Market'." Zhu Youlin looked at her gently and said, "Nana, you guys should get ready too."

"What are we preparing for?" Zina looked at Coach Zhu with an uneasy look on her face.

"Go on stage and perform and sing." Zhu Youlin said to them with a smile.

"We can't sing! We've never even been to a KTV." Ye Zhenzhen said, shaking her head like a rattle.

"They are all familiar songs that you often hum." Zhu Youlin said with a smile as she looked at them with her almond-shaped eyes full of smiles.

"I'm tone-deaf, I'd make a fool of myself if I went up there," Lian Ximei said, waving her hands in panic. "There are so many people, let them go up there."

"They're retreating faster than you are. Let's go ahead, even if we have to go off-key. We absolutely cannot give up," Zhu Youlin said seriously. "We have to keep going no matter what."

"What song!" Ye Zhenzhen rolled up her non-existent sleeves and asked.

"Hey! That's it." Zhu Youlin announced the title of the song and said, "You guys practice well." Then he added, "I'll go report." He left the room in a hurry.

"Why did you leave?" Ye Zhenzhen said, looking at the closed door. "I haven't asked yet whether they sing in Mandarin or Cantonese."

"Of course it's Mandarin, I don't speak Cantonese!" Lian Ximei said without thinking.

"That's right!" Ye Zhenzhen smiled upon hearing this, "This song is simple, sung in the streets and alleys." Her eyes fell on Lin Jingzhe and said, "You play the suona, do you have it with you?"

"I have it. I'll take it wherever I go now." Lin Jingzhe said with his jade-like eyes flashing with warm light.

"Then let's practice first and rehearse later." Zina said excitedly.

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At the afternoon performance, Lin Jingzhe and her friends saw many celebrities, including many people from the political, business and entertainment circles.

"What a fate!"

Speaking Chinese with a foreign accent, Lin Jingzhe looked up at the elf-like man in front of him with blond hair and blue eyes.

"Hmm!" Lin Jingzhe leaned back, crossed his legs, and hummed softly in response.

"I don't have time this morning. Let me introduce myself," the blond man said politely, "My name is Jacob."

Don't hit a smiling person, so Lin Jingzhe said, "Hello."

"You don't understand! Can I translate it for you?" Jacob said politely.

"No need! It will disturb other people watching the show." Lin Jingzhe grinned and refused flatly, "They will translate it."

Sure enough, after speaking in Cantonese, he said it again in Mandarin.

Jacob smiled awkwardly, "Watch the show, watch the show."

Zina and the others glanced at Lin Jingzhe and made faces.

Lin Jingzhe glared at them, closed his eyes speechlessly, and watched the performance attentively.

Even without looking at the stage of future generations, it is not that advanced just looking at it now.

The performers were wearing neither luxury brands nor haute couture.

The whole thing looks so rustic.

In the performance, they sang genuinely, and their basic skills and professional qualities were excellent.

When it came to singing, they also played their part as hosts, singing familiar Cantonese songs.

Arrogant is still as arrogant as ever.

People can also say that we are showing the Hong Kong style and Hong Kong sentiment!

You can say anything you want.

Lin Jingzhe stared at the stage with his inky black eyes, hoping that his people's performance would go smoothly.

When it was Lin Jingzhe's turn to perform, he went backstage early and rehearsed his lines.

"I didn't have that during the rehearsal!" Lin Jingzhe said to the host while holding the lines.

"Oh! This was added at the last minute." The host looked at her with bright black eyes and said gently, "To promote our kung fu."

Lin Jingzhe narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the lines and said, "Sorry, I can't lie, I've never heard of this Kung Fu master. How could I possibly like him!"

The host looked at her in surprise and said, "You know Bruce Lee's master, right?"

"I don't know him." Lin Jingzhe said without blushing or breathing heavily. He was a short man who loved to smoke opium and go to brothels frequently. He had been imprisoned for gambling and had never stepped into the ring to fight with foreigners or Japanese devils.

They didn't even kill the devils, but instead captured anti-Japanese patriots.

How could I possibly like him, Lin Jingzhe complained in his heart, Hong Kong is just good at packaging and disgusting people.

"His kung fu is very powerful, he is a great hero." said the host seriously.

"I'm sorry, I can't lie to my audience friends about someone I don't know." Lin Jingzhe flatly refused.

"If you don't agree, I will ask your leader to come over. You are so uncooperative with our work." The host looked at her with displeasure on his face.

"Please do as you wish." Lin Jingzhe said firmly without changing his attitude.

The host's dark eyes looked at her determined attitude. "You're not afraid, are you? Go find your leader."

Lin Jingzhe stood with his hands behind his back, and actually waited for the team leader and Coach Zhu.

After finding out the reason, everyone felt that Lin Jingzhe was making a big deal out of nothing.

"I don't know him, but I can't say I like him. I can't do such a thing as deceiving the audience." Lin Jingzhe looked at the two leaders with his wet and innocent big eyes and said innocently.

"This..." Zhu Youlin looked at her leader with an embarrassed expression.

"How about this? Do you have a laptop?" Lin Jingzhe said, looking at his leader as a second choice. "Use the laptop to find out who this person is."

"That's right!" Zhu Youlin said in agreement.